r at the end of the bridge; the island where
the Isarlust sports its lights and music all summer, looked particularly
deserted in the contrast of this October night. She spoke of the fact.

"You were often there?" he asked; "yes?"

"Yes, very often."

"With who?"

She smiled a little in the dark.

"We used to come in the evenings," she said; "every one used to come."

Another car approached--again crowded.

"Let us walk," she suggested; "all the cars will be crowded for the next
hour."

"Will your feet go further?" he inquired anxiously.

"Yes, I think so."

They turned their faces to that gardened slope which rises to the right
of the Maximilianeum. The full moon was coming up behind the stately
building, and its glorious open arches were outlined against the evening
sky. The great tower which rose at the end near them seemed to mount
straight upward into heaven itself.

"I don't want to leave the Maximilianeum," she exclaimed, reft with an
intense admiration for the grandeur of what was before her; "I don't
want to leave the Bavarian moon; oh, I don't want to leave Munich; not a
bit."

"And me?" said her companion, taking her arm, "do you want to not leave
me also?"

"I don't want to leave you either," she declared. "I don't want to leave
anything, and I must leave everything. Oh," she exclaimed suddenly and
viciously, "I wish I might know who it was that wrote home to Uncle
John."

"But you have thought to know?"

"Oh, I'm almost sure that it was that man in Zurich."

"He was not so bad, that Zuricher man," he said, reflectively. "Did I
ever say to you that I did go to the Gare with him when he went to
Lucerne?"

"No, you never told me that. What did you go to the station with him
for?"

"I thought that I would know whether after all he really went to
Constance. At the Gare, after he has bought his ticket for Lucerne, I
find him most agreeable."

"Did you really think that perhaps he _was_ going to Constance?"

"Yes, I did. I find it very natural that he shall want to go to
Constance. I am surprise that day at every one who can decide to go any
other place because I so wish to get to Constance myself. _Vous
comprenez?_"

She was obliged to smile audibly.

"It was very funny the way that you came into the Insel _salle-a-manger_
that night. I never was more surprised in my life."

"I like to come to you that way," he went on. "When you are so your face
becomes glad and I believe that yo